My poem,

My Fear
By Glamgirl27

I fear one thing
for I am freaked
its not a ball,
no, no, not at all.
It not a raisin,
though it may be,
it a grape
as you can see.
By the way,
I will say,
thanks alot Trazi
for not making my day.
for now im scared
of a pea sized shape,
that gets spat at me
I hate,
grape.